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Bits and Pieces

Hello. Welllll, there isn't much to know about me. In other words, don't ask. Hey, but if you really want to know, one word: psychopath.. Anyways... I'm just another one of those bloggers out there, blogging about how crappy life is, etc. Pathetic, is it not? Life.

maya blue.

something strange is happening.

i am beginning to obsess about my eating habits; what i eat, when i eat, how i eat. i've never EVER given any second thoughts when eating, binging or attacking the buffet line up til this point.

can someone please tell me what the hell fuck's going on here?

wait, before you shout "...but you're a fucking stickman!", i must clarify that when i say i worry, all i do is worry. i do not cut down on meals, i still binge and devour an entire bar of chocolate in one go; i even had a bowl of ice kacang and cendol each this afternoon (YES I AM A GLUTTON SORRY). so that's a good thing, right? NO DUH.

right now, all i can think about are the miles i have to run to burn off these calories... but with the advantage of a fast and efficient metabolism, i think i needn't worry to much.

on second thought, i'd rather not take that for granted.
so much for self-comfort.




they tried to make me go to rehab
i said no, no, no

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